• Upon the battlefield
    Shooting the enemy
    Knowing
    I may not come home.

    Nothing can change
    How
    I feel
    Or
    What
    I am doing.

    Although
    I yearn to sleep
    In my own bed
    My pride
    Keeps me here.

    My duty
    Is to perform
    This task
    Here
    On the now bloodied
    Combat field

    Most say
    It’s unnecessary
    My only response being
    Freedom isn’t free
    My fallen comrades
    The very proof I offer.

    And though
    I may fall with them
    It’s a small price to pay
    If it means
    My kids will be
    Safe.

    People want peace
    But, most
    Don’t understand
    The meaning.



    You think it
    Unnecessary
    I think of
    The twin towers.

    When you scorn
    George Bush,
    I say
    We gave you the right.

    You say
    We don’t need the manpower
    I think of
    The many men
    In need of training.

    A soldier
    Holds
    A different view
    But,
    It is also
    The soldiers
    That defend the right
    To uphold
    That view.

    The one thing
    That matters to people
    Is that they’re safe.

    And
    When they complain

    Most forget
    What they have.

    Soldiers always
    Remember the cost
    Yet,
    It is the soldiers
    Who have
    An uncertain future.





    Life isn’t
    Always fair
    And the soldiers
    Live it every day.

    They would indeed
    Do it again
    Given the chance
    If that is what
    Is needed.

    People say we don’t
    Need this war
    Soldiers say
    There are some things
    Worth fighting for.

    And rather then
    Criticize
    I thank those
    Willing
    To Pay the price
    For people they don’t
    Know
    For land they don’t
    own
    For doing
    What needs to be done.

    This has been written
    To honor

    Those
    Who didn’t make it home
    Those
    Who are already here
    And
    Those
    Who
    Are still there